"His Royal Highness the Prince, in this battle, the father must completely annihilate the main force of the Tartars, so that they will not have the ability to fight us again in ten years."

"It's better to kill Sticky Han and put the cowardly Mudd on the throne, and we can win twenty years of peaceful life."

Qian Jun shook his head: "I'm afraid this won't work, Qian Xiancong has been here for ten years, we can't let him go to the Western Regions again, right?" But in the imperial court, there are no ministers who are familiar with this side of affairs. ”

The prince lowered his head, hating the traitor who controlled the government even more, if it weren't for him forming gangs, excluding dissidents, and the dignified and glorious dynasty, how could he fall into the predicament of having no successor?

After making the final preparations, the crown prince and Qian Suiyang sent the vanguard army led by Qian Jun to set off, and the army followed, following the route they walked.

Everyone knows that this battle is very critical and particularly difficult to fight, and the desert march alone in the past few days has been full of dangers.

In winter, the northwest wind is the most powerful, and it can move the sand dunes like a hill. Although Qian Xiancong has repeatedly said that in recent days, there will be no strong winds, they are still worried.

Qian Xiancong followed his mentor and came to the Western Regions, but was captured by the Tartars on the way, the mentor Chai Yukun was old, and was soon tortured to death, and other companions, some defected, went to the Tartar royal court, and became officials, most of them were the same as him, they were treated as slaves and rewarded to the Tartar nobles, Qian Xiancong relied on strong perseverance to survive, in recent years, because he could read and write, he could write and calculate, and under the right sage king of the Tartars, he did the steward of selling cattle and sheep, this desert, he had to travel countless times a year, This is the only way to cross through under the heavy guard of the Tartars.

Although Qian Jun heard Qian Xiancong talk about it more than once, he was still worried about the army passing through the vast desert, along the way, he took good care of Qian Xiancong, and also restrained his subordinate sergeants very strictly, once he fell behind, he was likely to be swallowed by the desert, and there was no possibility of survival.

Perhaps, this worry can be contagious, or rather, people with the same heart can sense each other, on the night of Qian Jun's departure, Wen Jin had a strange dream, in the dream, it was an endless sea, she was sitting on a small sampan, no matter how hard she paddled, she couldn't see the shadow of the land.

She was rowing and rowing, tired and exhausted, but suddenly saw that Qian Jun was paddling with her opposite her, and he smiled and said, "It's coming soon, have you seen it?" It's the harbor and there's a high lighthouse......"

When she woke up in the morning, Wen Jin still remembered this picture clearly, Qian Jun was as handsome and graceful as she had seen.

"Looks like I'm missing him too much." Wen Jin touched the letter under the pillow, and her mood was immediately filled with sweetness.

After breakfast, Wen Jin took out the pomegranate to take care of Zheng Xin, and she took out Qian Jun's letter again, stacked them in three and four, facing the rising morning light.

"Wen Jin, I miss you!" Wen Jin didn't know what it was written on paper, only when he was facing the sun, he could see it, Qian Jun was a cautious and perfect person, only one or two words were written on each page of the letter, and it took several letters to be superimposed to see it.

If it weren't for Wen Jin's love for him and reading these letters over and over again, this secret would always be known only to Qian Jun.

Wen Jin also discovered it by chance when the weather was too cold in the morning, after breakfast, and when he got into the quilt and took the letter to his senses. At that time, her heart melted in an instant, and tears of excitement wet the pillow towel.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world, although they are thousands of miles apart, their affection is closely connected.

After living for two lifetimes, Wen Jin has not been so tempted by that man, she can no longer set a way back for herself, she just wants to rush into this sweetness, even if she burns her own flames, she has to embrace love like a moth to a fire.

"Childe, the prosthetic leg you drew was typed out by the blacksmith shop." Pomegranate reports outside.

Wen Jin put away the letterhead and put it in the small suitcase next to the pillow, and then called Pomegranate in: "Didn't I ask me to revise it?" ”

"Changed it."

As he spoke, Pomegranate walked in with something in his hand: "The blacksmith master in the town said that this time, they did use all the best steel, which was light and strong, and had great elasticity. ”

Wen Jin took it in his hand and checked it carefully, and sure enough, it was made according to the size he gave, and the place where it came into contact with the skin was also polished round and smooth.

"Give this to Zheng Xin."

"Yes!"

"Let people help him practice, if he can't walk, he always falls, tell me, maybe he has to revise it."

"Oh-" Pomegranate smiled and turned to leave, Zheng Xin grew up in the capital after all, the novelty in his mouth made Pomegranate dizzy, the little girl now likes Wen Jin to send her to Zheng Xin.

Wen Jin arranged for Zheng Xin's servant Li Lin, who was a little stupid to do farm work, Jiang Chun was very dissatisfied with it, but the caretaker was a good hand, patient, and diligent, Zheng Xin no matter how irritable, he greeted him with a smile, and when he was free, he either helped clean up, or gave Zheng Xin a massage, and several women in the outer courtyard all gave Wen Jin a sigh: I almost lost my eyes.

From this day on, Li Lin supported Zheng Xin every day and practiced walking in the outer courtyard, Zheng Xin was very happy, and he spent more and more time walking. On this day, Li Lin cautiously looked for Wen Jin: "Uncle Zheng's leg is blistered with blood, I asked him to rest for two days, but he refused." ”

Wen Jin smiled and said, "You grinded the prosthetic leg to the point where he was bleeding, and polished it with sand and stone, he has no 'feet', can he still walk?" ”

"Huh? Yes! Li Lin patted his head and ran out.

Zheng blistered the blood on his new legs, he didn't dare to fight so hard, and when the calluses were grinding out on his legs, he finally didn't feel much pain, and in terms of action, he also found the correct walking posture, and no longer wrestled, so he had to take Li Lin to help Wen Jin work.

Li Lin came to Wen Jin to complain again.

"You ask Uncle Zheng to come over, I'll find him something."

Zheng Xin came quickly, he was able to walk again, and he was so excited that he forgot about his form: "Young Master Qian, they have feces outside, and I will do it too." ”

"Don't bother with this, I have an important matter, and I'm worried that I can't find the right person to do it."

Zheng Xin immediately came to the spirit: "What's the matter?" ”

"Brother Zheng, you know that I open a shop in the provincial capital, but I grew up in the countryside, and I am a little confused about the etiquette and way of interacting with large families."

"This is easy to do, I will teach ......" he did not dare to say that I teach you, but after thinking about it, he changed it to "I will teach you servant." ”

"Okay, Brother Zheng, I still have a restaurant, which runs the hall, and it is not in place when entertaining nobles, every month, someone is slapped, my people I feel distressed, it's not that they don't do well, it's that I don't teach well-"

"Okay, it's all on me." Zheng Xin felt that he was finally a little useful, no longer a wasted person, and his emotions were particularly high.

"Brother Zheng, I'll send you to the provincial capital, I have to go back to the second uncle's house in Shanwo for a few days, my brother is not at home, and the second uncle and second aunt are very lonely."

"It should be, it should be."

Wen Jin's prosthetic leg is still defective, Zheng Xin has to use a cane if he wants to go faster, but this does not affect his enthusiasm at all, Zheng Xin feels that he is no longer a wasted person, and he can contribute to the woman that the prince likes, he doesn't know how happy he is.

Wen Jin wrote a letter to Sun Dongping, sent two subordinates from the family, together with Zheng Xin, to the provincial capital, and took the pomegranate with him and asked Shi Qiwang to escort him back to the mountain nest.

Wei and Qian Xiancheng are very abnormal in their moods.

"Second uncle, second aunt, what's wrong with you?"

"Your brother has a letter." Qian Xiancheng said, took out a thick large envelope from the bedroom, Wen Jin took it, and couldn't wait to read it.

In the past half a year, Wen Han can be said to be a sword and a sword, and he is frightening step by step, and now, after getting out of the predicament, he is willing to tell his family in detail.

Wen Jin has been worried about Brother Wen Han and Uncle Lu in the past six months, Zhongjiang is a flood-stricken area, the weather is cold, if the people have no food or clothing, they will inevitably take risks, she believes that Lu Can and Wen Han will not be corrupt officials, and will definitely send the relief food of the imperial court to the people, but if my brother and cousin are good officials, are others also good? Not to mention this dark feudal society, the civilized society before she came, there are still a lot of corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

If Lu Can has no food in his hands and no money in the treasury, what can he do to help the people?

The officials force the people to rebel, the first to bear the brunt, or the officials, the angry people, sometimes they don't care about the officials and the stolen officials, just kill and vent their anger, not to mention that every time there is a disaster and a civil uprising, there are always one or two ambitious guys, thinking that their opportunity has come and they want to change the dynasty, and they are the "true dragon sons" who conform to the will of heaven.

Lu Can and Wen Han will definitely not be in the same stream, in this case, they will be even more dangerous.

The more Wen Jin knew this, the more worried she became, during this time, coupled with her thoughts and worries about Qian Jun, her whole person had lost a lot of weight, and her chin was sharp enough to be used as an awl.

The beacon fire has been in for three months, the family letter is worth 10,000 gold, the ancients are honest and do not deceive me, and the family letter of peace can be exchanged for more than 10,000 gold?

Qian Xiancheng told Wen Jin: "When your second aunt saw this letter, she cried so much that her eyes were swollen and she couldn't get off for two days. ”

Webster glanced at the man: "What about me, aren't you also as red as a rabbit." ”

The two seemed to feel that they were arguing in front of the juniors, and they both lowered their heads embarrassedly, but Wen Jin held the letter and saw tears rippling.

When Lu Can and Wen Han arrived at Zhongjiang, the original prefect had been drowned.

There is not a grain of grain in the grain warehouse, there is not a penny in the silver warehouse, but on the books, the warehouse is full of silver and grain, Lu Can is dumbfounded, what is this to help the people?

The original prefect was dead, Tongzhi was critically ill, and there was no one to hand over to them, so Lu Can had to invite the local gentry to witness, and wrote an excerpt overnight, asking people to report to the court quickly.

It was only at this time that the emperor gave an order to the household department to urgently transfer money and grain to Zhongjiang Mansion.

Lu Can was so anxious in the government that he turned in circles, if he waited for the money and food from the imperial court, Zhongjiang would not be hungry all over the place? The common people can no longer support it.

What to do?

He and Wen Han and his master Zhang Mingji looked at each other.

In the end, Wen Han gritted his teeth: "Borrow it, borrow some from the big families first, and then return it when the imperial court grain comes." ”

Zhongjiang is a wealthy place, there are several large families, tens of thousands of acres of fertile land, the courtyard walls are almost the same as the city wall, the homesteads are four or five feet higher than the ground, and the family hoards tens of thousands of catties at any time, even 100,000 catties, and the flood can't help them at all.

But this road to borrow grain is extremely difficult, Lu Can's family went to visit one by one, some people didn't give face at all, not a grain of grain was produced, and some people had to give thousands of catties, so he set up porridge sheds in the state capital and county seat.

Fifteen large families gave out 60,000 catties of grain, which made Wen Han angry and scolded these people for being rich and unkind.

Lu Can was also furious, such a small amount of food was not enough for the victims to eat for a day.

With the understanding of Zhongjiang, they found that this flood was not a natural disaster, but a **.

The imperial court gave a large sum of money to repair the embankment, but Lu Can and Wen Han could not find where the embankment was built.

The common people didn't know that the imperial court had asked them to build a protective embankment.

"You don't have servitude?"

"After serving, we also built a dam to bring up the river water, and flooded the tidal flats to make fields, where the salinity is too heavy, and the river water rushes through, and the land can be planted."

In the account books left by the government, Lu Can and Wen Han saw that last year, more than 50,000 acres of land were built around the lake, but they only received less than 30,000 taels of silver for the sale of land. Just because these lands were all barren land at that time, they were not worth much at all, and those gentry got the title deed, so the prefect transferred a large number of people, built dams to enclose water, and used river water to wash away the salinity.

The court contributed money, and the people contributed their efforts, which was better than the gentry who bought land.

Wen Han and Lu Can were shocked when they heard this, if they gave the real information to the imperial court, there would be no less than ten officials involved.

These wealthy gentry in Zhongjiang attached great importance to the education of their children, and they pooled the strength of their families to support talented boys to study, and when they were selected as jinshi, they embarked on official careers, and these officials used the power in their hands to feed their families and force the local government to serve them.

No wonder the emperor transferred officials from Liangzhong Province, Zhongjiang was the richest place in the Jurong Dynasty, but the magistrates were changed very frequently, and those who did not listen to the words of the gentry were impeached.

Lu Can's eyes were blackened, and he took Wen Han and Zhang Mingji and rashly ran to this dangerous place.

Now, Lu Can didn't even have a chance to tell the truth to the imperial court.

Among the ten influential officials in Zhongjiang, the biggest official is Cabinet Minister Ran Zhongjian.

The rest, although they are not in the capital, their relatives are big officials in the capital, including officials and criminals. Wen Han wants to give the court an excerpt to explain the actual situation, I'm afraid the emperor hasn't seen it yet, and his little life is over.

Zhongjiang's former prefect is afraid that he committed suicide, otherwise, he would have to be a scapegoat for Zhongjiang's big households, and he would be exiled by the imperial court, and his family would be involved.

Wen Han and Lu Can figured out the harsh reality they were facing, and the two of them almost wanted to abandon their officials and run away, even if in the future, it would be better to be ordinary people for the rest of their lives than to stay here.

However, before the impulsive behavior of the two could be carried out, another group of people stopped them - they met the bandits! A desperate group of people who have to take risks due to hunger.

The victims hated the government, but fortunately they were dressed as businessmen, so they were not killed on the spot. They don't have much money on them, and the robbers don't know what to do, these people are not habitual murderers, and they haven't had blood on their hands.

"We still have some money at home, so why don't you lock us up and take the letter to the house and get the money." Lu Can said, he was really worried, he didn't know how to solve the current problem, and wanted to escape - in case of a tragedy in which a large number of victims died, he had an excuse - he was kidnapped by bandits during a private visit to Weifu.

The kidnappers were dumbfounded, they had never seen the meat ticket teach them how to redeem their money, and they had the intention to ask them to write a letter, but they couldn't find a pen and paper, so they had to be locked up first.

At night, the guards heard them whispering: "You say, how can the people of Zhongjiang live?" The relief of the imperial court is still on the horizon. ”

"Alas, I can only count on the big ones."

"It's too naïve to say this, I heard that the prefect asked them to borrow grain, and they only borrowed 60,000 catties, and the porridge in the four counties affected by the disaster was not enough to eat for two days."

"That's because the victims are not in the county, otherwise, there won't be enough food for a day."

"Those big families are so ruthless, aren't they afraid that the disaster victims will be in a hurry, and go to their houses to rob them?"

"They have high walls and big courtyards, and they are guarded by guards, how can they grab them? I can't even get through the door. ”

"The main thing is that you can't get in the door. In fact, in the past few days, the children of their officials outside have heard that their hometown has been hit by a disaster, and they have sent things back. ”

"Hey, you want to be beautiful, people's hearts are not aligned, thirty or fifty people are not worth it......"

Those who can be robbers are not good at stubble, and this conversation was relayed to the leader of the robbers by 1510.

Hey, yes, I blocked the road and robbed it for a few days, but I didn't get much food, if I robbed the big family's Zhuangzi ......, hehe, I will definitely be able to eat enough.

It just so happened that the Mid-Autumn Festival gift given by Cabinet Minister Ran Zhongjian to his family entered the territory of the robbers, and he pulled fifteen carts, with large boxes on them, which were filled with silk and satin treasures and calligraphy and paintings. It's a pity that it's not food, and the robbers waved their hands to let them pass.

The Ran family did not doubt him, opened the side door with a big grin, and let the carriage go directly into the courtyard, at this moment, a group of disaster victims suddenly rushed over, they shouted, carrying rice bags, hoes, and shovels in their hands, and rushed towards Ran's house.

The bodyguards flashed to the side, they had successfully handed over the things to the Ran family, there was no need to work hard.

The Ran family's nursing home, mainly on duty at night, sleeping during the day, ran out when they heard the noise, and many victims rushed in, they opened the small doors on all sides of the Ran family's house, and hungry people poured in like a tide, and the kitchen, warehouse, and people who were crazy about grabbing food were everywhere. The forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, most of the victims are quite honest, as long as there is food, a few people are taking what they see, most of their homes are surrounded by walls, seeing that the rich man's house is so luxurious, how can he maintain peace of mind? When blocked, there will inevitably be conflicts, and when you fight around, you will kill the red eye.

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